Intoxication was the plan. They were just waiting on the one girl who has a car free to give the others lifts. They were meant to arrive around 5, but after getting a text every half an hour for the next 4 hours she finally said, "actually, I've got a headache, sorry guys, another time?"

and decided to pull an all nighter at the King's library to do my Freud essay. If, at some point, I look back on this time fondly then I hate my future self (Its actually not that bad). But there is a couple on the floor above me having really loud sex which makes it hard to concentrate. And I just got told off for drinking tea :o(

and it's all rainy soppnig snow hail storming out. i dont even want to take the dog out for a walk :(
i wish a cute boy, lost on the one main street of Oakbank, would end up knocking on my door. then we could cuddle and watch movies all night. it's perfect weather for it! *crossmyfingersandmytoes*